Ramin Tork

I love every season, each has its own beauty specially the Spring. To mark the season I have added a selection of spring poems available from Classical Poems aload podcasts:

CG Rossetti read by Classic Poetry Aloud:

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Who Has Seen the Wind?

by Christina G. Rossetti (1830 – 1894)

Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you;

But when the leaves hang trembling

The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I;

But when the trees bow down their heads

The wind is passing by.

The Rainbow

by William Wordsworth (1770 – 1850)

My heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky:

So was it when my life began;

So is it now I am a man;

So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die!

The Child is father of the Man;

I could wish my days to be

Bound each to each by natural piety.

CXVII

From Complete Poems

By Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)

The inundation of the Spring

Submerges every soul,

It sweeps the tenement away

But leaves the water whole.

In which the Soul, at first alarmed,

Seeks furtive for its shore,

But acclimated, gropes no more

For that Peninsular.

A Petition

by Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1836 – 1907)

To spring belongs the violet, and the blown

Spice of the roses let the summer own.

Grant me this favor, Muse–all else withhold–

That I may not write verse when I am old.

And yet I pray you, Muse, delay the time!

Be not too ready to deny me rhyme;

And when the hour strikes, as it must, dear Muse,

I beg you very gently break the news.